Sin City

Lyrics

The Flying Burrito Brothers

This old town is filled with sinIt will swallow you inIf you've got some money to burnTake it home right awayYou've got three years to payBut Satan is waiting his turnThe scientists sayIt will all wash awayBut we don't believe any moreCause we've got our recruitsAnd our green mohair suitsSo please show your I.D. at the doorThis old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor houseIt seems like this whole town's insaneOn the thirty-first floor a gold plated doorWon't keep out the Lord's burning rain

A friend came aroundTried to clean up this townHis ideas made some people madBut he trusted his crowdSo he spoke right out loudAnd they lost the best friend they hadThis old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor houseIt seems like this whole town's insaneOn the thirty-first floor a gold plated doorWon't keep out the Lord's burning rainOn the thirty-first floor a gold plated doorWon't keep out the Lord's burning rain

Written by HILLMAN, CHRISTOPHER / PARSONS, GRAMPublished by Universal Music Publishing Group